The Death Knell

The truth is that, but the favors she was 'owed' in the past are obviously not enough to allow her to help mankind face eternity.

Her strength is not as strong as Eternal, or in other words, she has never exercised her fighting ability, she just cares about being beautiful alone.

After all, this is the nature of death. ‘Death’ is something that cannot be shared with others.

"I can't understand your choice, Supreme Mage Deathstroke." She kicked her feet a few times, stirring up splashes of water and heat: "You just need to let Gu Yi die and fulfill the contract. I can do it for you. It would be better for you to say thank you for something else.”

"No, you don't understand. The survival of Ancient One is the most beneficial outcome for me. The mystery of ancient times, the technology of the future, and the supreme magic are all indispensable." Deathstroke said a sentence that Death couldn't understand, and pinched his hand. Put away the cigarette butts: "I know the mage breaks the contract because he doesn't respect eternity, but if you help me speak, then"

"That's different, because the soul of a human being after death should belong to me, right?"

Death knows very well, and she knows that Deathstroke came to her because she wanted to use 'routine' to fight 'exception'.

Eternity made an agreement with Ancient One that her soul after death would always accompany him as a pet and tool.

This is actually an illegal operation, because the soul of the deceased belongs to death. This is a rule set at the beginning of the universe.

At the beginning, the brothers and sisters separated into different families and occupied different concepts. According to the division of responsibilities and interests, the souls of the deceased were managed by death, and she had the final say on how to deal with them.

Of course, she is usually very lax in her management of souls. After all, there are plenty of souls of the dead. Which demon stole a few today, which dimensional demon took away a few tomorrow, and the other brothers and sisters will take away a few the day after tomorrow.

These are all trivial matters. After all, there is no need to be serious about such a little bit of insignificant energy.

But now, if it is really Death who asks Eternity to void the contract, the principles and rules are on her side. After all, Eternity bypasses her to reach a soul contract with a mortal, which is an illegal operation.

If the Living Tribunal still existed, perhaps it would prevent conflicts between conceptual entities.

But when the multidimensional collision occurred, the Life Tribunal died on Earth 616. He tried to stop the general trend beyond his own control.

In other words, Deathstroke saw this opportunity right, even though he originally thought that Ancient One owed too many debts to the dimensional demons and wanted to take the opportunity to provoke another dimensional war like before, but now this plan is used in conceptual entities on them.

"Eternity is my brother, I really can't"

Death seemed a little embarrassed and was reluctant to speak. His green-white fingers twisted together and played with the corners of his robe.

"I'll increase the price. After Deadpool gets married, I can still help him come here to have a tryst with you." Deathstroke offered the price. In addition to the favor owed by Death, he also offered a little cousin deal: "Humans have As the saying goes, it’s better to keep a wife than a concubine, and it’s better to steal a concubine. If you think about this truth, isn’t it exciting?”

Of course, it is better not to steal than to steal, but there is no need to say the second part of the sentence.

Death fell silent, her eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a small arc.

The withered plants in the garden were swaying gently. It wasn't the wind that was moving, it was her heart that was moving, although it was still unclear whether she had a heart or not.

If she had any other hobby besides watching other people die tragically, it would be sleeping with Wade, which was very tempting to her.

On the other hand, she also knew that if she did not agree to Deathstroke's conditions today, the Supreme Mage could easily hide Wade somewhere where he could never find him again, which would mean that he would never be able to enjoy that happiness again.

Deathstroke proposed both benefits and veiled threats, worthy of the Supreme Mage.

"How about adding more chips, like if you accompany me a few times?" Death offered a counteroffer, because Deathstroke, like Deadpool, was never afraid of her, and he didn't act like a licking dog.

So she was very interested.

"I don't have such strong tastes, you don't even count as a human being." Deathstroke refused without thinking. He was not a pervert like Deadpool or Thanos: "But I can go one step further and introduce a handsome British mage to me. You, he will definitely like you, and you will like him."

"Oh?" Death retracted his feet and stood up from the bathtub: "Tell me about your bargaining chip, but don't mention that Monaco, he is just an ordinary mortal."

Deathstroke raised his head and looked at the sky, where he could see the interface between life and death. This was an illusory illusion mapped on the human brain by certain concepts.

Monaco is indeed inappropriate, but Su Ming is not talking about him.

"The mage I'm talking about is very similar to Wade. He has no moral integrity, is shameless, has a bad personality, is greedy for money and lust, and never takes a shower."

Su Ming, who was talking about parallelism, put down his legs and stood up as well:

"His name is Constantine. He is not from the Marvel universe. You definitely don't know him, but all the demons who have slept with him have said yes. If we make a deal, I will bring him to accompany you a few times after the deal is completed. What? Sample?"

Death smiled like a flower, she stretched out her hand to hug Deathstroke's arm, led him out of the garden, and whispered:

"Then it's settled, let's make a contract."

Su Ming was prepared early and took out the contract he had prepared in his pocket. This time he swore an oath directly in the name of TOAA, stipulating the responsibilities and obligations of both parties to the transaction.

Constantine has always liked to sell his teammates in the past, and his trip to Etania not long ago was a mess. Despite this, today he helped him match up with a beautiful hungry and resentful woman. Alas, Su Ming felt like he was As good as a saint.

Although this beauty is actually a skeleton, she is still the biggest green tea bitch in the Marvel Universe. The age difference between the two is probably tens of billions of years.

But let’s take this waste and reuse it.

"Master Deathstroke and I are going out, please help me take care of my home."

Returning the same way, when passing the pavilion, Death said this to Thanos, which felt like what the owner said to his pet dog when he left.

"Where to go? My goddess? Please let me go with you." Thanos suddenly became a little anxious. He looked at the death knell warily, as if he was afraid that people would compete with dogs to grab the bones on the ground and chew them: "Human beings are despicable and Shameless creatures, don’t believe any of their promises.”

"Hmph, I don't need you to tell me what to do. If you don't want to listen to me, don't come to see me again in the future."

Death bypassed the unsightly Thanos, tugged on his cloak, handed over his soul to Mephisto, and then said to Deathstroke:

"If we want to find eternity, we must first go to the 'other shore', and then take a passage there and enter the 'place of non-existent existence'. Is that okay? You have to know that no living human being has ever been able to enter there, and I'm not sure either. Will you make it out alive?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm a warrior. Although I don't mind risking my life to survive, most of the time I don't fight unprepared battles, so" Su Ming took off the cloak behind him and signaled Death to take his seat: "I've already Be prepared, you just need to show the way.”